Authors note: More violence in this one!

 

Saturday, June 2, 2007

 

I was actually reading Amador to bed when I got the call.

 

 

That military investigator snooping around wanted to meet with me about something important. It was already getting late, but I figured I'd better find out what she wanted. What she wanted was to give me the news about Charlotte.

 

 

She said some Russian thug named Milan had weaseled his way into her home.

 

 

And then just flat out shot her in the face.

 

 

Part of me was furious. Part of me didn't believe her. But I had to play it cool to her. She was clearly trying to rattle me.

 

 

So I coolly thanked her for the information and got together with Joao, who had confirmed it with some of his contacts.

 

 

I told him, this was it. No going back now. This Milan fucker was a dead man walking, and we also decapitate.

 

 

And furthermore, I had a plan to do it. There was this old school Russian named Pyotr, who should have been tapped to run the organization, but had been pushed into semi-retirement by Dmitry. But Pyotr decided to step aside peacefully, and still had a lot of respect in all corners because of how he handled it.

 

 

So Joao went to have a conference with him.

 

 

He laid out our grievances, and Pyotr agreed we had a case.

 

 

So, the question was, if we make our move, can we do business with what's left over?

 

 

And, of course, the likely "left over" would be Pyotr himself. He knew that. He said we could do business.

 

 

Just one thing he required. The lunatics I'd unleashed, the ones who'd beat the whores to death. They had to go.

 

 

We were prepared for that, and Joao already had the green light to agree.

 

 

Of course, Joao told me Pyotr had a very pleasant way of sealing the pact.

 

"See this girl behind me? She works for me."

 

 

"Take her downstairs, and enjoy yourself."

 

 

Joao gladly accepted.

 

 

So, it all went pretty quick after that. While Joao and I took care of Milan, the hitters lured out Dmitry, by holding his mistress hostage.

 

 

When he came over to bargain for her, she fainted from fear.

 

 

And the hitters took out Dimtry for good.

 

 

I rewarded their work by comping a couple of girls at the club.

 

 

Then I gave them some bonus drugs, and told them about a wicked rave I knew was going on.

 

 

When they finally made it home the next afternoon, still rolling out of their skulls, they plopped down on the coach, and Joao stepped out of the closet.

 

 

So that's how it all shook out. Pyotr was now in charge in Windenburg.

 

 

This dude Karan, who hadn't done anything during the war to be ashamed of, was his new right hand man.

 

 

And he seemed to be enjoying managing Pyotr's girls. Even had one of his own to make some extra cash.

 

 

I was back to managing Picante in peace.

 

 

And Joao was back to trying to get Alana pregnant.

 

 

So just two little addendums that happened to me just this week. I was going back over to Windenburg to clean up a few loose ends, and with Charlotte gone and all, I was browsing through the Sugar Sims app, and who did I see looking for a date? Dmitry's old mistress, the Jew with the thick hair and huge tits. I had to jump on that.

 

 

So now I have a bed at the ready in Windenburg again.

 

And, of course, I had to take care of my neighborhood, and that meant stopping in on Naomi.

 

 

Letting her know I would take care of anything she needed.

 

 

She said she did need something.

 

 

And in no time, we were down in the basement, going at it like old times.

 

 

Yep, I still got it. Signing off,

 

P